Chapter 1056 The Wheel of Dark Clouds

"Your power to sew up the Blood Corpse Tribe is a bit interesting."

"Are there any other powerful tricks?"

Lin Fan smiled at the monster sewing up the blood corpse tribe and said.

"Boy, I really admire your courage."

"Do you really think I was using all my strength just now?"

"Everyone in your Fifth God Realm is trash ants."

"If it weren't for the restraint of the law, all of you would have been destroyed long ago."

The monster that stitched together the blood corpse tribe said to Lin Fan disdainfully.

"So, because of the restrictions of the law, you can't do it?"

"With this kind of ability, you also want to destroy our Fifth God Realm?"

"In the final analysis, you are more like a garbage race."

Lin Fan sneered as he looked at the monsters sewing up the Blood Corpse Tribe.

Lin Fan's words instantly angered the other party.

The tentacles on his body immediately seemed to have exploded and squirmed violently.

"Boy, you are looking for death."

Among the nine thick yellow halos on the monster that was stitched together by the Blood Corpse Clan, the eighth one lit up.

A strange thick yellow tentacle, like a spear, stabbed Lin Fan.

Lin Fan persisted and did not dare to be careless at all.

Because, this is stitched together on the monsters of the Blood Corpse Clan.

In fact, there are more than nine apertures.

But thirteen.

To be precise, his strength should have been that of a high-ranking god.

The Stitched Blood Corpse Race and the Lord of Amethyst, these two races have the same soul rings as human soul masters.

Of course, maybe theirs are not soul rings, but the soul rings and the halos on their bodies seem to be the same thing.

Lin Fan must have known that he would have these trump cards to sew up the blood zombie monsters with the power of a superior god.

Even if it cannot be fully exerted due to the constraints of the laws of world power.

It should not be underestimated either.

Sure enough, when the monster of the Blood Corpse clan was sutured, its eighth aperture lit up.

Lin Fan felt a terrifying burst of power.

The wriggling tentacles seemed to contain powerful weapons.

The next moment, Lin Fan displayed the Wheel of Dark Cloud.

"Artifact?"

"Hmph, even a low-level artifact is not considered rubbish, yet you dare to show it to shame."

The monster that stitched together the Blood Corpse Clan said disdainfully.

"so what?"

"Under the constraints of the law, only lower-level artifacts can exert their power."

"Even if you possess a high-level artifact, can you exert its power?"

Lin Fan said coldly.

"snort."

"I still don't pay attention to such a rubbish pseudo-artifact."

"Die to me."

The monster that stitched together the Blood Corpse clan roared.

The thick yellow light of the eighth aperture suddenly shined brightly.

The wriggling tentacles, with a dangerous sharpness, seemed to penetrate the space and penetrate Lin Fan's body.

And this moment.

The wheel of dark clouds behind Lin Fan instantly turned into darkness.

The monsters that sewed up the blood zombies attacked, as if they were completely swallowed by darkness.

His attack did not burst out with earth-shaking power.

This moment.

The blood zombie monster's heart was filled with irritability.

Because the constraints of the law are too severe, he cannot exert his full strength.

And he was despised by ants like Lin Fan.

The monster that stitched together the Blood Corpse Clan was about to explode with rage.

"It looks like it."

"What you consider to be a rubbish pseudo-artifact."

"The effect seems to be good."

Lin Fan's mouth was slightly curved as he looked at the monsters of the Blood Corpse Clan being stitched together.

When used in actual combat, the tenth-level soul tool was, to a certain extent, much more powerful than the artifact in his hand, the Sword of Darkness.

That's because Lin Fan's strength cannot fully unleash the power of the Sword of Darkness.

But the tenth-level soul guide is different.